: Dead I am the one, Exterminating son Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry While they slowly turn
: Shriek the lips Across ragged tongue, Convulsing together.Sing violently, Move the jaw Cry aloud. Bound up the Dead Triumphantly The ragged they
: I?m your boogieman That?s what I am I?m here to do whatever I can Be it early mornin?, late afternoon Or at midnight, it?s never too soon To wanna
: Sometimes the wicked ones ????????? the mortal sting I am the only one ?Across the dreary plane? ?I am watching? Across the crucified So few are chosen
: Yeah my durango number 95 take me to the home kick boots and ultra live see heaven flash a horrorshow knock it nice and smooth step back and watch
: Hey, do ya love me. I'm untouchable darkness A dirty black river to get you through this Hey, do ya love me I'm a devil machine (hey do ya love me
: Baby : Gimme a B Gimme a A Gimme a B Gimme a Y Whats that spell? Whats that spell? Whats that spell? Cheerleader: Baby Earl had a baby Baby was
: I feel so good I feel so numb yeah Mud bath, acrobat, a midnight drive everybody?s slippin everybody survive radio talk show try to project everything
: We've been goin', I'v never been at ease I met a gyspie girl and took her on the track The kinda girl walk The driver don't talk 20 bucks between them
: I just landed Girl on fire I felt the heat From sydney to london Well she shut my mouth With her repartee I opened hers With the rest of me Girl on
: Rage in the cage And piss upon the stage There's only one sure way To bring the giant down Defunct the strings Of cemetary things With one flat foot
: Yeah I am the astro- Creep a demolition Style hell american Freak yeah - I am the Crawling dead - a Phantom in a box Shadow in your Head say acid Suicide
: "1, 2, 3, 4! Hey-ho, let's go! Hey-ho, let's go! Hey-ho, let's go! Hey-ho, lets go! Yeah Formin' in a straight line Goin' through a tight wind Kids
: (feat. Lionel Richie & Trina) Chorus: She's a brick----house Mighty might just lettin' it all hang out She's a brick----house The lady's stacked
"1, 2, 3, 4! Hey-ho, let's go! Hey-ho, let's go! Hey-ho, let's go! Hey-ho, lets go! Yeah Formin' in a straight line Goin' through a tight wind Kids
She?s a zombie baby Dead ringer in my head And now we?re rollin? We?re empty playin? Yeah! Hey yeah, like a zombie breathin? Hey yeah, been thinkin?
(Gripping the wheel, his knuckles Went white with desire! the wheels Of his mustang exploding on the Highway like a slug from a .45. True death: 400
I just landed Girl on fire I felt the heat From sydney to london Well she shut my mouth With her repartee I opened hers With the rest of me Girl on